You exprience many things here on the islands, one experience inspired me to write this.
Telephone and doorbell ringin
Boy you met me now yo hormones are singin
Knuckles knockin firmly on the door
Fantasies of us wranglin on the floor
Boy leave me alone
Ertime I see you I groan
33 years too damn old
Sorry son I don’t mean to be so cold
I’m not your average tourist girl
Here on break ready for a Bahamian whirl
I’m a lady reserved with dignity and class
So NO you’re not gon get a piece of this ass
Don’t get this sistah twisted I’m not bougie I can be a freak
Understand you’re not my type and this is not your week
I have no time for this production
If it’s gon require so much instruction
Boy leave me alone
3 comments:
This is great! I didn't know you liked writing!! You're so good!
Thank you! My Ganny is a poet. I love reading and writing. Sometimes the things you love most get lost in all the day to day madness. I just need the inspiration which the world offer much of and the time to write it which unfortunately the world offers little of.
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